Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

almost thought Ray were two

"Ah --"

palm brought

crumpled because of the pain and she withdrew her hand involuntarily.

was stopped by Brody

coldly, frowning.

take the pieces out, he had to cut them

Would hurt.

the pale face of Tracy, and his

bear to see her

"No --"

point of the knife touched her

was almost fainted by the sharp knife, not to mention the knife directly passed into

hand back, but failed, because her hand was tightly held by Brody.

a while, the blood stained Tracy's and

eyes, which were full of fear and timidity, and frowned.

"You know it hurts?"

won't cry. It's none of your business. You don't have to be sarcastic here. Let go of

took a leap from the chair to the ground stiffly, her hand

Tracy's hand was dyed red by blood again,

"Have a seat --"

sort of threatening

more stubborn than

"No --"

her

looked at him coldly,

looked at him

he remembered what

as cold as ice. He pulled her to a chair and placed

to care about

He snorted.

was still so furious that he tightly

you up

continued to threaten.

it hurt so much and the bleeding had not stopped for such a

she was going to pass out.

"A little bit painful..."

said with

when he saw the

little pain flashed

but she was still unwilling to

her eyes, Tracy didn't say anything but stared at

painful,

Then he made up

the sharp knife at

the dagger intending to be

rose from the bottom of his

her own thought was

stabbed into her body, it must be shaken back and forth in her

"Hmm --"

stuck in her palm, Tracy almost let out

teeth, she hummed.

"Clap -"

Brody's hand and made a clear sound.

was her tears or her sweat.

He was a little hesitant when he

want to give up so easily. He gritted her teeth and pierced the knife a few inches deeper, although he tried to

lower lip tightly, while the sharp pain in her palm seemed to affect her

feel the knife cutting her body.

little face was twisted from tangle to twisted. Because of the pain,

of the pain, her eyes finally could not help bursting into

were cut and bleeding.

out several times

"Idiot --"

was wrong with Tracy, Brody finally couldn't do anything to her. Annoyed,